Clank, whirr! Clank, whirr!
The sweetest sound
When the heat index hits above 85.
As lesser beings swelter
Like mob bosses in cedar saunas,
I slumber in cucumber cool air.
Oh, air conditioner
You give my life meaning.
Well …
Comfort at least.
But air conditioner can be fickle.
A coquette,
Teasing with semi coolness.
Perhaps I’ll work
But I haven’t decided yet.
You bring me to me knees.
I try to do without you.
Perhaps we just need a cooling off period.
Or better yet,
Time to warm our thoughts
About the meaning and importance
Of our relationship.
I try a secondary attachment,
But fans don’t have the same snap.
They waft the air about,
But the vitality
The crispness
That you bring,
It’s not there.
I gaze at you,
Quiet now beneath the window.
I long for your dry demeanor.
But I have to give you enough time
To remember
How much I need you.
You make life bearable, oh a/c.
Please, please come back to me!
A tentative flick, a fiddling with knobs,
You purr and putter
But remain just cool.
Devastated,
I take what you are willing to give,
And sink
Despondent and sweaty
Onto my bed.
In the stillness of the night
Nature calls.
I rise and realize …
Air conditioner!
You’ve come back to me!
I rush to your side,
Bask in your frosty waves.
I want to curl up next to you:
Let your whirring song lull me,
Your chilly breeze wrap around me.
But I know you need your time,
And I need my sleep.
Oh, air conditioner,
You make my life complete.
The sweetest sound
When the heat index hits above 85.
As lesser beings swelter
Like mob bosses in cedar saunas,
I slumber in cucumber cool air.
Oh, air conditioner
You give my life meaning.
Well …
Comfort at least.
But air conditioner can be fickle.
A coquette,
Teasing with semi coolness.
Perhaps I’ll work
But I haven’t decided yet.
You bring me to me knees.
I try to do without you.
Perhaps we just need a cooling off period.
Or better yet,
Time to warm our thoughts
About the meaning and importance
Of our relationship.
I try a secondary attachment,
But fans don’t have the same snap.
They waft the air about,
But the vitality
The crispness
That you bring,
It’s not there.
I gaze at you,
Quiet now beneath the window.
I long for your dry demeanor.
But I have to give you enough time
To remember
How much I need you.
You make life bearable, oh a/c.
Please, please come back to me!
A tentative flick, a fiddling with knobs,
You purr and putter
But remain just cool.
Devastated,
I take what you are willing to give,
And sink
Despondent and sweaty
Onto my bed.
In the stillness of the night
Nature calls.
I rise and realize …
Air conditioner!
You’ve come back to me!
I rush to your side,
Bask in your frosty waves.
I want to curl up next to you:
Let your whirring song lull me,
Your chilly breeze wrap around me.
But I know you need your time,
And I need my sleep.
Oh, air conditioner,
You make my life complete.